This is a song about "Cleopatra comming at ya"

My flow coming at ya, giving you chills

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

And poke ya eyeball with a scalpel at the eye exam

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Shit is crooked on the surface, insecure they're looking at ya,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Bullets coming at ya fucking head like ya mental

Its not a miss but a perfect hit and kissed at ya

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

To liberate yourselves, africa

I'm the king rapper, take a swing at ya,

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Throw a couple chuckles at a knuckle head had ya bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image